unfortunately, a performative male loves to see me comin'. go ahead honey, put in your lil show. i'll watch. i'll clap.
jetty bones
@jettybones.bsky.social
laughing and crying and then laughing at myself for crying until I laugh instead of laughing until I cry. does that make sense? musician. ohio -> philly
Me and all the real homies have an emotional support cup of one inch of melted iced coffee in our cars.
Daily affirmations but it's just listening to Maneater by Hall & Oates five times before bed.
Who knew singing “Housing Crisis” by @jettybones.bsky.social would help my newborn fall asleep? Except I change it to “holy fudge” for parental purposes.
if i see two vans parked next to each other at a diner, i will always assume they belong to two bands on tour doing a lil brunchie.
if i had to sum up my real life in one photo, it would be this.
truly thankful that my life is not the Truman Show because I just spent 23 minutes, trying to change the bag on a vacuum cleaner.
i actually only go to shows so i can spy on my fans and see if they go harder for other bands. that's it.
You’re looking up your ex’s instagram account. I’m looking up dolls at online estate sales to see if any of them look haunted. We are not the same.
Wearing contacts is crazy because when I take them out, my eyes just don’t work anymore.
The biggest sham of adulthood is feeling an innate need to pretend we are not lonely.
If life really was a movie, someone would have done a dramatic rendition of Bonnie Tyler’s smash hit “Total Eclipse of the Heart” with me during dive bar karaoke in a different state. But no, this is real life people. This is REAL LIFE.
Nothing makes me feel quite as blessed as my mom watching all of my IG stories. But also mom, if you see this I’m so sorry and I promise I’m FINE.
of course I feel like an alien, im a dreamer living in Reality, USA.
The look my cat just gave me after refusing to give him the whole other half of my burrito has me questioning my ability to parent.
Repeat after me: I am free to align with that which serves me. I am free to align with only what serves me. I am free to align with all that serves me.
Wearing clogs is all fun and games until your feet get sweaty and you start walking like a baby deer.
Imagine hating me when I’m just decompressing from political dread by scrolling the blind cat subreddit.
Ash Wednesday lowkey looking like Charles Manson cosplay.
I think I’m having an identity crisis. I am extremely tired and considering a NAP instead of a RED BULL.
It’s 5:16am and I’m here to say one thing: Call a friend. It can change everything. It can keep you alive. It did for me tonight.
I love filling in at my old coffee shop because everybody keeps asking me how my cats are doing and I feel SEEN.
I’m scared my cat might be a trump supporter because he keeps attacking my paper straw ☹️
Sometimes you can’t see anything, until you get closer- Then you see everything, Sometimes everything is so much, that you back further away.
Never underestimate the power of being in spaces where your presence feels wanted.
If I’m lip syncing the house music to you with intense passion and the contact, you BETTER not look away. I know we are strangers. This is our meet cute.